Sematary
Grave Man, skrrt, skrrt
I'm just tryna get a mothafuckin' hearse truck, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt
Bitch, I pull up ridin' in a hearse truck (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ridin' in a mothafuckin' hearse truck
H-H-H-Hauntaholics
Skrrt
Bitch, I pull up ridin' in a hearse truck
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Bitch, I'm ridin' in a mothafuckin' hearse truck
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
All black tints, I don't wanna see anyone
All black like my boots and my smoker lungs
All black truck, skrrt with my Nazgûls
I won't stop for anyone, I don't give a fuck
Fuck (H-H-H-Hauntaholics)
Let me go in though, bruh
Fuck dementors, bitch, I'm the Witch King
Got a lot of dirty drugs up in my jeans
In the dead city, smoking on my enemies
Bitch, it's Grave Man, it's still fuck the industry
Grave where you'll be, if you wanna try me
Run you over and bust your head on the street
And then we'll skrrt off bumpin' that old Gucci
I ride hearses, no, I don't ride Beamers
I tote cutters, no, I don't need heaters
I don't go to sleep, no, no, never
Tryna be better but I'm a Oxy pill needer
I'm off lean and pills, listening to Darkthrone
Fuck Jason, bitch, my hockey mask Harold
And I only trust the nine, like I'm from Mordor
And we only whip them hearses, we slide on ya, boy
Grave Man
Bitch, I pull up ridin' in a hearse truck
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Bitch, I'm ridin' in a mothafuckin' hearse truck
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
All black tints, I don't see anyone
All black like my boots and my smoker lungs
All black truck, skrrt with my Nazgûls
I won't stop for anyone, I don't give a fuck
Bitch, I pull up ridin' in a hearse truck
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Bitch, I'm ridin' in a mothafuckin' hearse truck
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound
Hahahahaha
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